Though I do not show it, I feel things more acutely as a mother.
Back in 2009, in the time "before children", I knew each embryo we adopted was a person. And yet it's not until now that I can SEE it.
I love these little lives even more because I can see, or at least, better imagine their existence. Milk coma babies, snoring away - I've seen it. Sweat tousled hair, arms flung over head in the depths of sleep - I've seen it. Precocious mud splattered toddlers - I've seen it. Therefore I can imagine all my adopted embryos this way.
I know now what I hope for, what realities I pray for when I pray for these embryos. In a way, I may love these new embryos more, only because I love with a mother's affection whereas before I loved in desire to be a mother. This is not to say that my "before children" affections were lacking, but more that my love "post children" has deepened, grown, and matured. The growth of my family size has prompted the growth of my heart, of my capacity to love.
I pray that all of our adopted snowbabies may flourish, first through a healthy full term pregnancy, and then through an uneventful birth. And then in daily life growing ever closer to God.
God alone knows how many of our adopted snowbabies will greet us here on earth. Five are already in heaven, interceding on behalf of their adopted siblings.
I cannot and will not envision life with anything less than triplets. I cannot and will not even allow myself the "hope" that one or two may not make it. Statistically, that's likely. Morally and ethically, I am not a good candidate for embryo adoption if I go into it hoping not all survive.
So I pray for life. For courage and strength (mental, physical, and spiritual). I pray that I become a triplet Momma, because I can do no less.
Of course, it is only logical that prayers for strength, sanity, good helpers, and courage follow a prayer for triplets.
Lord, you alone know the strengths and concerns in our hearts. Grant us life and the means to live in grace and with grace.